"Shoot him!" thundered Duke Crawford. Jason's mouth went dry. His heart punched against his ribs. He stole a glance at the crowd, hoping someone would come to his aid. They watched him intensely, eyes capturing his every move, but they were all motionless. No one would help him. Slowly, he lifted the gun. The prisoner turned his head and cracked open a swollen eye. His nostrils flared with each breath and his body stiffened. Jason closed his finger on the trigger. Sweat ran down his arm and filled his palm. He gripped the weapon until his knuckles went white to keep it from slipping from his hand. Pull the trigger and this would all be over... ***** The future is a desolate wasteland, and all because of something Jason Lamont did in his past. Now, he must choose to confront the evil Duke Crawford, or bend to the will of chaos and allow his friends to suffer a gruesome end of his own making. ***** A world at war. A man searching for his destiny. The fate of the humanity at stake. Welcome to the future. Welcome To Nowhere.